I am Sanya mehra. I am only 19 years old. My parents never loved me always treated me like an object. I never got loved in my family and always wanted someone to fall in love with me.
I was in the kitchen working; just then i heard the door f our house opening. I was confused, so I went to look for it. I opened it and saw a tall man standing in a pretty black tuxedo. He was approx 6'4. I looked at him and asked," Who are you?"
he looked at me and kept his eyes at me for a few seconds. He started walking inside, and I gulped and took steps back. i said," What are you doing? It my house. "
He looked down at me and smirked. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked back and saw my step parents coming down.
"Good evening, Mr. Singhania. Have a seat." they said in a sugar coated voice. I qucikly looked down as i have to whenever they are around.
"I don't have enough time. Just give me what I want." He said while looking at me and I was confused.
His bodyguard came from behind and handed them a briefcae. They opened it and it was filled with money.
My eyes widened looking at that.
"Thankyou singhania sahab. You can take her." My eyes widened as he strated taking steps towards me
"Wh-what are you doing?" He held my hand and pulled me towards him. I gasped and tried to go but he put me over his shoulders.
I gasped and asked, "What are you doing, leave me. let me go." I wiggled in his hold and tried, just then I felt a smack on my butt. i winced in pain.
"Stop shouting and wiggling, or else it wont be good for you. "
He took me out of the house and made me sit in the car. My butt was paining due to the single slap.
He closed the door of the car. But i opened the door and tried to come out. before I could he held my neck and pinned me to the seat, saying, "Don't you dare or else I wont think twice before fucking you right here on the seat."
I felt anger in his voice and tried to move. He tucked the seatbelt and pinned me to the seat. He closed the door and came to the driving seat. I gasped and tried to move out. He took out something from the dashboard. I saw and it was a rope. I moved back on my seat, but held my hand and tied that behind my bac
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